Garnika did not expect to use an intentional contract to determine the PCR technology. However, the official seal that Zhang Hongjun stamped was still useful. He took the contract and contacted the Chinese side. The embassy and other departments were more active. At least on the surface, this was a contract endorsed by their colleagues.

After the news of this contract came out, Garnika's competitors also became depressed. In this year of biotechnology explosion, good technology seemed to be everywhere. It is hard to say the true value of a technology, and most companies will avoid falling into vicious competition.

Of course, this is also because there are fewer investment companies in biotechnology. After waiting for another two or three years, Wall Street, which saw the profit prospects, will become fierce once it intervenes.

Garnika showed great confidence. US$55,000 is not a small amount and it is not easy to use for mergers and acquisitions, but it is still a lot of them to buy a single technology.

It is not the year of bubbles now. 2000, countless people are waving checks, giving any company with the words "Internet" a ten or a hundred times premium.

It is now 1984, and biological companies are just emerging. The Reagan administration's policies have just liberated a group of biologists from colleges and universities. Before that, there were not many private biotech companies in the world.

The 550,000 Garnika took out from venture capital firms that controlled Garnika. His competitors were almost the same. Overall, this is still a market with insufficient funds.

If you want to become a bigger biotech company, the reason why those ambitious professors leave the comfortable and warm prestigious schools is not to acquire other people's companies or buy other people's technology. They want their own experiments and a more free scientific research environment, and sell themselves at a good price.

In this era when the average survival time of biotech companies is less than 36 months, no company is short of money.

Garnika is confident that with this contract, there are very few companies that have the courage to compete for PCR technology. Even if there are, he can handle it calmly.

This calmness came to an abrupt end until a phone call came.

"Confirmed?" Garnika's magnetic voice turned hoarse.

"Confirmed." The voice on the phone was heavy.

?Ganica hung up the phone with a heavier force, nodded to the waiter at the bar, and returned to her seat with extremely heavy steps.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Hongjun, who was sitting opposite Garnika, was eating steak, and was full of oil. He looked at Garnika with a solemn expression inexplicably.

He was invited to explain the relationship between departments in China today. Garnika also hired a manager of a public relations company and a lawyer from his own company. However, now, the few people who talked very well have bad premonitions.

Garnika smiled reluctantly, looked at Zhang Hongjun, and said, "The company has received a lawyer's letter."

"What?"

Garnika did not answer and continued: "There is a Hong Kong company called Huarui, which declares that they have all rights to PCR technology and informs us that the intentional contract we signed with you is not valid. Do you know about this?"

Zhang Hongjun was stunned for a moment and pretended to be stupid: "The intentional contract we signed is not effective, I will tell you in advance."

Where could Garnika be fooled by him like this, and said in a deep voice: "It's not a question of the intentional contract itself, it's a question of whether you have PCR technology."

"Of course I don't have PCR technology anymore." Zhang Hongjun didn't know how to answer, delayed time and thought nervously.

Garnika's lawyer realized the seriousness of the problem and asked Garnika in a low voice, saying, "This Hong Kong Huarui company is not under the jurisdiction of the Chinese government?"

"Pure private company is the same nature as ours." Garnika answered what she knew, staring at Zhang Hongjun.

The lawyer asked calmly: "Do you say they sent a lawyer's letter? Is it a lawyer's letter from a Hong Kong lawyer or a lawyer from the United States?"

Garnika thought for a moment and said, "Benjamin Brown Mazer Law Firm, are you familiar with it?"

The lawyer smiled bitterly: "Familiar, it is Boston's largest patent firm, with branches in New York and Los Angeles. The three named partners, Benjamin, Brown and Mazer, are all very good... Well, they are all white."

Boston is probably the whitest city in the United States, and there are many old white men who are prone to criticism. The so-called old white men are elderly white men, which usually represent deep-rooted, conservative and powerful. Such law firms are often favored by wealthy minorities, at least in the 1980s, because minorities need old white men to speak for themselves.

When Garnika heard the lawyer's explanation, he knew how difficult it was. He owned a high-tech company, not a traditional industry, which means that his social relations were not stable either.

Garnika looked at Zhang Hongjun again and said, "Tell me the truth, does the Chinese government own the PCR."

"Yang Rui is Chinese, and his school is from China. How could the Chinese government have no ownership?" Zhang Hongjun could only continue to pretend to be stupid.

Garnika said in a deep voice: "That is, you don't know?"

"You forced me to sign, I told you everything. I'll ask again, I haven't replied to me yet. Besides, haven't you paid for it yet?" Zhang Hongjun tried his best to shirke the responsibility.

This did have a certain effect. Garnika turned his head and said to the lawyer: "I want to ask you to understand the situation. They seem to have applied for a patent."

"I'll go talk to them." The lawyer wiped his mouth with a napkin, got up and went out.

Zhang Hongjun looked at Garnika with some concern and asked, "What should I do now?"

Garnika said: "If you are sure that the other party is bluffing, then everything will be the same."

Zhang Hongjun asked in a low voice: "What if it is not?"

Garnika glared at Zhang Hongjun and said, "Do you think it's not?"

"No, no, I mean, no... Actually, I don't know, you're too anxious." Zhang Hongjun took Garnika's money and was very guilty now.

Garnika also regretted it. He had thought about how to deal with the Chinese government and was very confident. He never expected that PCR technology was in the hands of private companies.

"If this Hong Kong Huarui company is not bluffing, then we can only negotiate with Huarui company." Garnika sighed, and was not in the mood to talk about Zhang Hongjun.

The PR manager sitting on the other side had another problem and whispered: "Will the press conference be paused?"

"How to explain?"

p> "Just say that for reasons such as technical confidentiality, will we suspend the press conference?"

"Wait a moment, if the news is confirmed, just do what you said." Garnika said and wiped her hands, "Let's go after eating."

The public relations manager stood up and left. Zhang Hongjun looked down at the New Yorker who had half of the left on the plate, and deeply hated that he had not eaten fast enough just now.

In the afternoon, the lawyer confirmed the patent of Huarui Company to Garnika.

Garnika helplessly notified the press conference to various media that the press conference was suspended, and then hid alone in the office and burst into furious.

Zhang Hongjun had nowhere to go, and sat at the door like a needle cushion.

Garnika's secretary smiled freely and said, "It's okay, just vent his anger."

Five minutes later, it became quiet inside.

The secretary opened the door lightly, swept out a pile of garbage, signaled to Zhang Hongjun, and said, "You can go in."

"What am I going in?" Zhang Hongjun was stunned.

"Mr. Garnika wants to see you."

"What's the use of seeing me?" Zhang Hongjun muttered and entered the door.

"Close the door." Garnika stood in the middle of the room, and the things on her desk were cleaned up.

Zhang Hongjun obediently closed the door.

"Have you brought the money?" Garnika asked this in the second sentence.

Zhang Hongjun was stunned for a moment and said angrily: "You want me to stamp it, I stamp it, why? Do you want to regret it?"

"The seal you stamped is useless."

"It's useless to tell you!"

"If you don't return the money, you can't live without the United States." Garnika glanced at Zhang Hongjun and said, "If I complain about you asking for bribes, what will happen?"

Zhang Hongjun was at a loss.

He really couldn't bear to give up the ten thousand dollars he had.

"Before leaving, return the money, otherwise, you don't want to leave the country." Garnika waved his hand and signaled Zhang Hongjun to leave.

Zhang Hongjun thought about it and said helplessly: "I understand. I will take the money tomorrow, but I have already spent hundreds of dollars."

Garnika waved her hand and wanted to say something, and the phone rang again.

"What's the matter?" Garnika picked up the phone and spoke a little more normal.

"Hong Kong Huarui Company is going to hold a press conference and is notifying the media that they seem to have obtained a contract." On the phone, the lawyer's voice was very anxious and said, "Benjamin is here."

"What contract?" Garnika asked.

"They seem to have obtained one of the intention contracts you signed with the Chinese." The lawyer sighed and said: "Benjamin will not make a free trip. He must have a certain chance of winning before he will come."

Garnika turned around and asked Zhang Hongjun sternly, saying, "Where did you put the contract and our intentional contract? Do you bring it with you?"

"How could it be with you, such a thick contract."

"Where are you put?"

"There is a password in the hotel safe..." Zhang Hongjun said as he became less and less: "I live in the same room with the driver, and he also has a password in the safe."

Speaking of this, Zhang Hongjun became nervous. He didn't hear the sound on the phone and asked quickly: "What's going on?"

"You're done." Garnika glared at Zhang Hongjun fiercely.

For Garnika, the intentional contract signed by the two can be explained by words such as mistakes, but Zhang Hongjun's official seal cannot be explained.

Zhang Hongjun understood the situation a little, his face turned pale, and turned around and went to open the door.

The door opens automatically.

The female secretary entered the room in her high heels and said in a low voice: "Ganika, the directors are here."

"What?"

"Several directors seemed to have received the news..." Before the female secretary finished speaking, she saw five elderly white men walking over in the corridor.

Garnika's face didn't look good either.

His Garnika Biotech Co., Ltd. received a large amount of capital injection, thus having money to acquire and improve biotechnology. At the same time, he also lost absolute control of the company.

And the five old white men who are coming by now are the shareholders of Garnika Biotechnology Co., Ltd.

"I received a call." The old white man who walked into Garnika's office only glanced at Zhang Hongjun, looked directly at Garnika, and repeated: "I received a call. Benjamin from Benjamin Brown-Mazer Law Firm called me. He asked my company, my Garnika Bio Co., Ltd., to compensate and apologize. Do you know about this?"

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Chapter completed!